DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
Nosey and inquisitive as he was, the questions lingering from her time in the Wilds, about when and where she’d gone, were left into the dissipating torrents and ghosts. It’d been around the same happenstance of his losses and subsequent illness, and considering how poorly everything had gone, there’d be no judgement from him about her ventures. Instead, comradery and silence persevered, persistent in the edges of wraiths and phantoms; better, in lacking the clustered, coiled specters.
As she took the blueberries, he increased the breadth and span of another set, content with snagging a few more for himself and her, and then leaving the rest for the Citadels’ other occupants. The response, because he’d wondered if she’d be mired in all the trauma and snaggings of the original Fiat Lux too, was met with the lightest of smirks, causing a dimple in one cheek. “Could be,” pondering, really, if it was just leftover vestiges from the Festival of Lights. “I have not.” The last intervals in investigating the marshlands had been with Ru, hurling mud at her as was his right, and conversing with Mildew about fortunes – which, had come out decently in the end.
“We could,” he managed on a rumble, with an air of mischief brewing behind teeth and tongue. “Probably ought to bring something though.” Much like they’d done before; uncertain just how much this festivity would vary.
As she took the blueberries, he increased the breadth and span of another set, content with snagging a few more for himself and her, and then leaving the rest for the Citadels’ other occupants. The response, because he’d wondered if she’d be mired in all the trauma and snaggings of the original Fiat Lux too, was met with the lightest of smirks, causing a dimple in one cheek. “Could be,” pondering, really, if it was just leftover vestiges from the Festival of Lights. “I have not.” The last intervals in investigating the marshlands had been with Ru, hurling mud at her as was his right, and conversing with Mildew about fortunes – which, had come out decently in the end.
“We could,” he managed on a rumble, with an air of mischief brewing behind teeth and tongue. “Probably ought to bring something though.” Much like they’d done before; uncertain just how much this festivity would vary.
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
